You aren't here anymore. For more than a year already. Maybe I should have started earlier with this, now my notes about you start today. I don't know what this is going to be. Or what it is good for. Maybe for everything, maybe nothing. Maybe it should be therapy for me. I had thought that I was cured. I imagined it. To be healed of you. How ridiculous. Obviously, nobody can close the gap
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